[Featuring King Tee]



J-Ro:



Yo, I'm From Killa Cali



I Wrote This Rhyme In An Alley



The Tall Can MC Stepping Fresh Out The Valley



I'm Hella Fresh Comin Straight Through Your Chest



I Blow A Hole In You Soul, I'm Constantly On A Roll



Cuz In Order To Survive, You Gots To Have Drive



Like A Rental, But I'ma Call You Ben Cuz You Gentle



My Crew's Blowin Up Like A Pinto



Hip Hop's Gettin Rotten But We Stay Fresh Like A Mento



So Put It In Your Mouth



We Gonna Show You What This Rap Shit Is Really All About



We Gonna Turn This Bitch Out Like Goldie



This Cut Will Still Bump When It's An Oldie



And If We Still Ain't Sold Platinum Or Gold



That'll Be The Bigges Lie You Ever Told Me, Hold Me...back



Black, I Snack On The Wack And Wash It Down With A Fifth Of Yak



It's Like That And That's The Way It Is



You Can Ask His To Stay Out My Biz



Girl, I'm Off The Hook, Plug Me Into Your Adaptor



I'm Sending Wack Rhymes To The Rafters



Turn Up Your Skill Factor, You Bitin Rhymes Like A Raptor



You Thought We Was Through But This Is Still The First Chapter



Before I Go, Can I Get An "Ooh Ooh!"



It's J-Ro, Baby, From The Likwit Crew



Chorus: Repeat 8X



Funny Style



King Tee:



Now Watch Me Run Amuck



And Gun Em Up With The Shit



Rebel Rhymin From Tha Liks



Alkaholistics All True With No Tricks



The Infrared Pointed At They Lips



And Man They Don't Speak, They Keep The Conversation Petite



They Shit Is Weak, I'm Concrete Like The Beat



Bust That Ass, Super Nigga Jeep Class



Me Last In The Game, No Problem



Sit And Drink A Fifth With My Nigga James Robinson



Check Your Alcoholic Pulse While Its Throbbing



The Likwit Squad, T